Slow Death کے بول

You got a hypodermic needle To help you get away Found some new miracle drug To help edge the pain Just hoping and praying It'll take you away Is it all just illusion Slow death Slow death Slow death Slow death Death is gettin' in as the precious life Is being drained from body and soul You know it won't be long 'till your Identity becomes impossible to find Maybe next time you'll take a little bit more Bringing death closer than before 'Till they find you You're fuckin' dead On the bathroom floor